Your Talent Is Good; It’s Now Mine Chapter 108: Are you really Yin Yin Yin?

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"Sister Qingmei, today is not the ancestor worship festival, why did the second master suddenly burn paper money?"

In an unremarkable mansion in the outer city, Yin Minghong was burning paper money in the yard. The gray-white paper money fluttered and turned to ashes on the flame, and the steaming smoke seemed to depict the scene of another world.

Rong Yao, who was dressed as a coolie, stood by the door and watched Yin Minghong's actions curiously. He was here today on a mission with Yin Minghong, but he came early to see this scene, so he naturally felt weird—who would burn paper money early in the morning.

"Minghong is worshipping our eldest brother with a different surname." Mu Qingmei sat on the steps at the entrance of the main hall, looking at the burning fire with a reminiscence expression: "The eldest brother died three years ago, today is him the anniversary of his death."

"By the way, why are you standing at the door? Come in and have a cup of tea."

Rong Yao shook his head and pointed to his dress: "I'm so dirty right now, it's hard to get in, I'll just stand here."

"Then take a shower in the back."

"This is a disguise." Rong Yao said with a wry smile: "I am now a fugitive slave from the Jing Mansion, and I may meet people I know when I act outside, so I have to get it dirty so they can't see it. There are actually quite a lot of people in the city who know me.”

"Why?" Mu Qingmei asked strangely, "Are you a celebrity?"

"It's not a celebrity, it's just that I used to be responsible for purchasing ingredients from the house, and then..." Rong Yao was a little hard to say: "Because my parents were born well, my aunts and aunts would treat me very well when they saw me. People remember me too."

Mu Qingmei was shocked: "It's true or false, then why didn't my aunt and aunt give me preferential treatment when I went shopping for food? I look good too!"

Rong Yao can't help laughing and crying: "Well... as the so-called opposite **** attracts, my aunt and aunt may prefer a good-looking man like me."

"Huh? So you are remembered by many people because you are so handsome?" Mu Qingmei looked at Rong Yao for a while, then shook her head: "But I think you feel ordinary."

"Sister Qingmei is well-informed, so naturally she doesn't like my stinky skin." Rong Yao smiled, he glanced at Yin Minghong, and asked: "Is Sister Qingmei the second head of the family? I look better?"

"Yeah!" Mu Qingmei blurted out, but when she noticed Rong Yao's half-smile eyes, she immediately blushed and defended: "But he's just like that, he looks black, his eyes are scary, and he eats It's loud when I'm still... at most, it's a little bit more handsome than you, just a little bit more."

"Really!"

"If you laugh again, let's learn from me."

Rong Yao suddenly stopped smiling——Doctor Wen Hong told him, don't provoke Mu Qingmei, the title of Xuanzhu Baiye's chief combat force 'convincing people with strength' is not a title. In vain, many of Yin Minghong's injuries were caused when he 'discussed' with Mu Qingmei.

Rong Yao hurriedly changed the subject and sighed: "Why is the second master burning books?"

I saw Yin Minghong tearing off the pages of the book and throwing them into the flames.

"Ah, that's "The Legend of Vulcan". My eldest brother was a die-hard fan of "The Legend of Vulcan" before he died. ."

Rong Yao nodded and sighed again: "Why is the second master burning the magic cards?"

I saw Yin Minghong throwing a stack of battle cards into the flames.

"Ah, my eldest brother was one of the ten extraordinary and holy players in the War Art Card Hall before he died. Before his death, he told us to burn a set of War Art cards for him every year after the version of War Art Cards was updated."

Rong Yao nodded, and after a while he couldn't help but sigh again: "Do you still like to read yellow albums!?"

I saw Yin Minghong tearing open a fragrant picture album, Rong Yao felt very excited at a glance, and wanted to ask Yin Minghong where he bought it.

"Ah, although the eldest brother really likes to read it, he thinks that since paper money will become real money when it is burned down, then these picture albums may become real women when it is burned down." Mu Qingmei shrugged: " Brother, he was a virgin before he died. He felt that he was timid and liked playing cards and playing cards. He must still be a childish ghost when he got to the bottom. So before he died, he told us to burn him a picture album of beautiful women every year - but if this is really useful, then He doesn't have time to do anything other than make little devils with hundreds of beauties down there."

Rong Yao finally couldn't bear it any longer: "Your eldest brother asked too much before he died!?"

"Yes, after all, the elder brother was killed by Ming Hong himself."

A gust of wind suddenly erupted in the yard, and the flames suddenly became vigorous and danced, swallowing the ashes of the paper. Rong Yao looked over and found that Yin Minghong had been looking at the flame calmly, his appearance became a little distorted in the transpiration of the flame, like a ghost and terrifying, like a **** forgetting his feelings.

"You didn't continue to ask." Mu Qingmei rested her chin with both hands: "Do you also know about Xiao Jiushan?"

"I heard about it when I was in Jing Mansion three years ago, and Doctor Wen Hong also told me something." Rong Yao thought about his words: "So, your eldest brother... is the one who led Xiao Jiushan back then. Workers' riots on water?"

"Well, big brother, Ming Hong, me, the three of us grew up together, studied together, practiced together, and joined Bai Ye together."

"The incident of Xiaojiushan still caused a lot of shock in Xuanzhu County. After all, too many people died." Rong Yao said: "In the rumors, Shui Xingzhou is a righteous and fearless man. Heroes of power and tyranny..."

Mu Qingmei burst out laughing, "Big Brother must have died and never thought that his reputation after death would be so much better than when he was alive - he was a famous coward at the time, and sometimes he couldn't win at cards. He would cry on the spot. He was bullied several times, and Ming Hong and I went to help him find a place."

"Don't look at me now with a big brother, that's what we used to laugh at him - he is not as good as us except for his age. He just slips away when he learns, runs out to play cards when he practices, and fights even more. However. In many cases, he is the big brother who needs our care."

"But he loves you very much." Rong Yao said.

Mu Qingmei was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "I wasn't in Xiaojiu Mountain at the time, and Ming Hong didn't say much, but I can imagine what happened - they killed the elders of the Jing family. The Jing family has already recruited Heyang Jun and decided to **** suppress the miners in Xiaojiu Mountain. The surrender was just a long torture. They couldn't even escape. The only way is to let someone take Xiaojiu with them. Shan's credit for defecting to the Jing family makes this riot at least a little meaningful."

"How could such a cowardly man, eldest brother, bear such a **** feud?" Mu Qing tilted her head: "After Minghong came back, I blamed him for a long time—but then I also understood, Minghong The hardships Hong has endured over the years, my eldest brother would definitely rather die than face it."

Rong Yao's expression changed slightly when he heard the gentle saying of 'blaming him for a long time'.

He remembered that Dr. Wen Hong said that Yin Minghong was almost beaten to death three years ago, with multiple comminuted fractures all over his body, and it took a full week of light therapy before he could get out of bed. As for who hit, Doctor Wen Hong didn't say, but this information was followed by "Don't mess with Mu Qingmei".

At this time, Yin Minghong had stopped throwing things into it to burn. Lack of combustibles, the fire slowly decreased, and soon only a few small flames remained.

"Big brother."

Yin Minghong sat in front of the fire and said softly, "I'm going to make an important decision today."

"May lead us to destruction, or miracles."

"Just like you woke me up with a slap, brother, help me make up my mind."

Whoa!

The breeze blows, the embers burst into flames, and the flames that are about to go out suddenly burst into flames more than one meter high, gorgeous and fleeting.

"I understand." Yin Minghong stood up, took out the red ribbon and wrapped it around his hand: "Brother Rong, let's go."

Rong Yao, who is dressed in rough clothes, bent over and saluted: "Waiting for a long time."

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The meeting place is Damen Stone Street.

Damen Stone Street is a famous and prosperous street in the outer city, with century-old ready-to-wear shops, Xuanzhu old snacks, Dongyang accessories... There are food, clothing and beauty, and the prices are not high, even ordinary families can bite their teeth to come to the gate Stone Street is 'luxury'. Many children's childhood dreams are to eat and drink freely in the main stone street.

Yin Yinyin set the meeting place at Damen Stone Street very reasonable. It is crowded with people and can easily escape even if something happens. But in the same way, Bai Ye can easily set up spies here, and even some shop owners on Damen Stone Street are White Night Walkers.

Rong Yao followed Yin Minghong ten paces away, pretending to be a coolie who came to Damen Stone Street to find a job, and was not conspicuous at all.

Looking at the pocket watch, the time was about to arrive at 9 am, Yin Minghong followed Yin Yinyin's instructions and went to Friends to buy a cup of coconut milk.

But three days ago, Bai Ye had already sent someone to be an apprentice in Friends, and there were also White Night Walkers watching nearby Friends, which was a net.

Even if a child suddenly came to deliver a message at this time, others would follow Yin Minghong!

Pay for a bottle of coconut milk and drink it.

Yin Minghong looked at the empty bottle in front of him and fell into a deep thought.

He was hidden from the plane by... Yin Yin?

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion at the intersection. After a while, an empty rickshaw rickshaw suddenly pulled up to the door of Friends. This rickshaw was a bit strange, with wide seats and three drivers.

The driver with a towel on his left shoulder patted Yin Minghong's shoulder: "Mr. Yin, do you want to take the car?"

"I..." Yin Minghong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood: "Yes."

"Get in the car." The middle driver said happily: "Your friend has spent a lot of money for me to pick you up, don't worry, our Scud team will definitely take you there as quickly as possible. Next time you call for a car, you can go to the car shop. Call us, we are the fastest team in Xuanzhu County—!"

The driver on the left: "Fly!"

Intermediate coachman: "Mao!"

Right driver: "Legs!"

Yin Minghong got into the car, glanced at Rong Yao behind him, and motioned for him to follow.

The speed of human rickshaws is the same. After all, they are pulled by people. Where can they go faster? The others were able to follow easily. Yin Yinyin made no sense at all with this arrangement. He made a mistake.

"Hold on, sir!"

Just when Yin Minghong thought about it, he suddenly felt a strong push on his back and saw the rickshaw take off!

Really Scud!

The scenery on the left and right receded quickly, Yin Minghong clung to the armrest with both hands, and he even felt that he might be thrown out if he were faster - this speed is about the same as a car! ?

About four or five minutes later, the rickshaw slowly began to slow down, and finally stopped at an alley, "Sir, it's here!"

Yin Minghong quickly jumped out of the rickshaw and looked at the three drivers with some fear: "Your car...is really fast."

"Of course, we're a team of professionals—"

"Fly!"

"Mao!"

"Legs!"

Then the driver said, "According to your friend's request, I will drive you here, and you will know what to do. Well, sir, I wish you a smooth journey."

After the rickshaw left, Yin Minghong looked around and cursed inwardly.

He walked left and right along the alley with familiarity, and soon came to an alleyway with two towering walls.

That's right!

It's the alleyway where they last met!

There's even a red brick in the middle of the alley!

Yin Minghong picked up the red brick and asked, "Yin Yin Yin?"

A familiar soft male voice immediately came from the wall next to it: "Hey? Yin Minghong, are you here? It seems that Scud is really fast..."

Yin Minghong twitched the corners of his mouth: "You still have to come here to meet in the end, why do you want me to buy a bottle of coconut milk at Damen Stone Street?"

"Have you ever drunk honey five-flower tea?"'Yin Yin Yin' suddenly asked a strange question~IndoMTL.com~ Yin Minghong was taken aback: "Drinked."

"Do you think coconut milk is better, or honey five-flower tea?"

Yin Minghong thought for a while: "Coconut milk."

"Ah, you guys have bad taste." Yin Yin Yin sighed: "Then, the chat is over. It's been ten days, and it's time for the White Night headquarters to make a decision on my cooperation proposal, right? Break up, or start over?"

Your statement is weird... Yin Minghong was silent for a moment, then said, "No, the White Night headquarters did not make a decision on your suggestion."

'Yin Yin Yin' seemed surprised: "Then... give you a little more time? Ten days is not enough, how about thirty days?"

"No." Yin Minghong carried the wall behind his back and said, "The headquarters gave the decision-making power to the Xuanzhu branch, and the branch gave the decision-making power to me. Now I can directly decide whether to cooperate with you."

"It sounds like the pot is divided, the pot is pushed down layer by layer, and then pushed to you as a **** to make you take full responsibility..."

Yin Minghong said in a deep voice: "If I make a mistake, Xuanzhu Baiye is willing to go to Huangquan with me."

Suddenly the alleyway quieted down.

After a while, 'Yin Yin Yin' said: "I have said what I should say. I have done what I should not do. Then, please give your answer, White Night Walker. "

"Whether it's like-mindedness or parting ways, I just need one result."

Yin Minghong said: "Before that, I want to ask you a question, the tone is hidden."

"Please."

Yin Minghong looked at the wall, his eyes seemed to penetrate the high wall and saw the figure standing on the other side——

"'Yin Yin Yin', are you really Yin Yin Yin?"